i had a marvelous dream about you.
i was wondering when you would come visit me, and it finally happened.
we were staying in some swanky hotel and drinking in the streets, i was running away from the police. i don't remember everything but we were having like, major fun.
when the dream ended we were standing in the entry way of this gold building. everything was gold. the ceilings, the walls, the floors.
i was crying and smiling at the same time, and i said "i miss you so much."
you just had this smile on your face that was both affectionate and goofy and you said, "i miss you too sheila." you walked out the door.
thanks desha.
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Aw. I went to a Dia de los Muertos festival today and saw a lot of memorials and felt real sad at first. I even brought a pink candle with me in case there was a spot to light it for her but there wasn't.
But gradually I got out of my sad mood because there were so many families and people dancing and in the end I had a really good time. The moral of the story? Moral? I miss YOU a lot!
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